"You wouldn't care to lend me yours to jerk off would you?" Kyle stares at me, raising an eyebrow. ”You mean you want to jerk my cock?" I nod, looki...g into his eyes. ”If you're willing.”He grabs his crotch and gives it a rub. "Well, I didn't get any tail on the weekend and your potty mouth has got me half-hard already."I step close to him, place a palm over his crotch and say, "Well, hell's bells Kyle, let's get it on, time's awasting."I undo his belt, open the clasp of his jeans and pull his. It seemed unreal in some ways almost like a dream.Tara had taught me well; everything was perfect. She had turned me into a very sexy lover, and tonight I was going to be the slut and do everything she wanted. Waiting for Tara to return home, my heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. I could never remember having such feelings. My mind was racing and my body was trembling with anticipation. Just the thought of Tim fucking her was driving me crazy.It was 11:30 when I heard the car. I was impressed when you gave your talk. While I don’t know you that well, I think I am a good judge of people and you seem to be an honest person. I want you to handle these investments.”While the three quarters of one percent didn’t sound like much on her account it would amount to close to forty thousand dollars a year. That was about one half of what Becky was earning as a teacher. He wasn’t sure if it was his place to tell her that she didn’t need to teach if she didn’t want to as her. He would always wear these tight black leather pants with a zipper that went from back to front, and he was a heavy guy, maybe twice my size. One day he came to school in patent leather pumps. He would suck on yogurt packages while staring people down. He wasn't shy. One day I way laying in my bed on my laptop watching porn and grinding on a pillow and a message popped up from him on aol asking me what I was up to. I said nothing, he might have assumed that since I was online and not playing.